"No?" The Joker made a face and giggled, plucking out a few choice colors - eyeshadow, eyeliner, mascara, lipstick; he wouldn't bother with foundation, it would just look tacky on Crane's skin. "No? Like you have any say..."

He stuffed the supplies in his coat pocket and slid right back into Crane's lap, grabbing him by the chin to hold his face up. "You already look sexy as hell, so I can only imagine this will improve you - if not your rotten attitude. Where'd that bickering, catty little doctor go, anyway?"

He pulled out the eyeshadow. "Close your eyes."